Long story made short.
When I was 10, (last year) I always hung out with these three boys. David, Ethan, and Aaron. It was kind of annoying, because one girl asked if I liked one of them. That was totally true, but what's wrong with hanging with boys? They cursed a lot and I didn't curse, well rarely. But I hated girly-girls. I didn't have any make-up and only wore shorts and a t-shirt. The only dress I had was for summer. And they were fine with me being there, they said I was a tomboy! And then there was library, David wanted me to sit near him. But then Aaron took the seat and I just sat next to him. And in art, I sat with them at their table and they talked about. If you could choose both genders in your cabin for the overnight trip they would choose me, gross but nice. And then there's David, who is perfect. He's funny, nice, although he curses ALOT, and the best part is he's my friend.
But my school graduation was crazy, I wore this purple dress and when I went to the bathroom, I had orange shorts underneath. Dresses weren't my thing, I tied the dress up and made it a shirt and shorts. But then sadly I had to take it down. Everybody was dancing it was so amazing, it was awesome! And there David went...I didn't get to say much. At least he's going to my middle school!
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